Chapter 17

As Mikayla laughed, tears streamed down her face.

Images from her previous life of being beaten, cursed at, and tortured at the mental hospital flashed before her eyes.

In the flashback, the hefty caretaker had gripped her by the hair, forcefully pulling her away and causing her only bowl of plain soup to spill.

They would even forcefully pinch her mouth when she refused to take her medication, shoving handfuls of pills down her throat.

Mikayla always thought it was the mental hospital deliberately tormenting her to please

Jerome.

Little did she know, the demonic woman from the previous life was Kylie’s relative.

So, all the misery she endured in the mental hospital was orchestrated by Kylie.

Thinking about the abuse she suffered and the torment from stomach cancer, Mikayla wished she could immediately strangle Kylie.

Why did she have to be so cruel?

Jerome, who clearly loved Kylie so much, had even sent Mikayla to the mental hospital for the former’s good.

Why wouldn’t Kylie let her go? Why did she have to harm her?

Jerome looked at Mikayla on the floor.

Although she had suggested keeping the audio call on, he still worried that something might go wrong, so he followed her up.

Unexpectedly, he witnessed Mikayla attacking someone as soon as the elevator doors opened.

She lay slumped amidst a chaotic mess of fruits, her eyes vacant, her body seemingly devoid of strength.

Though her face showed a smile, tears flowed incessantly, as if she had suffered some painful and tragic ordeal, radiating endless hatred and resentment.

Strangely, Jerome’s heart didn’t fill with anger at her madness. Instead, a dull ache

serthed within him:

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going to help Mikayla when he heard

instruct ed the woman who was standing there in a daze, “Go get the

hurriedly fetched the first ald

assisted Kylie in sitting down and then walked

her arm. “Get

as he pulled at her arm, it was as

a

you come up here to apologize? What’s with this madness again?” he asked, furrowing his

eyes began to focus, and her body

Jerome felt a sense

are you planning to be with Kylie after

her tone betrayed no emotion.

already furrowed brows tightened

life

the first

trying

moment, carrying the first aid

up, but she

own, adjusted her clothes, and walked away without casting

chase after Mikayla to find out what had

let out a stifled groan of

responsible for the

complete stop. “Shall we

pale face, Kylie shook her head. “I’m

you be fine? Another inch deeper, and

asking, “Who was that person just now? Why did she come in and

forced a faint smile. “She might have misunderstood me.”

still defending her. I

Jerome’s slightly furrowed brows, Kylie said to the round–faced woman, “Aunt Agatha, please go back for now. If there’s anything, we can discuss tomorrow.”

but she could tell it wasn’t appropriate for her

to look after you tonight, call me.”

Jerome asked Kylie, “What just happened? Why did

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